Chapter 521 One Night, One Pen, One Miracle, One Corpse

"That's a process! There is a process from the earth's latitude and longitude lines to soil geography!" Shuo Yue knocked on the blackboard to highlight the key points, hating how iron can never become steel. "How can you ignore this process! This is not something that can be brushed off in one go. Mr. Merlin The bastard lied to you. That guy is a fun-loving, internet liar, and a fucking otaku! Haven’t you understood after staying with him for so long? The dreams he made up are just for you and are not universal at all. Adaptability!”

"But, Merlin said..."

"Oh my God, forget about Merlin. He is just a voyeur hiding inside the world. He has no sense of honor. He calls himself a teacher just because he is an old monster who has lived for a long time. All the knowledge he has is from peeping... …He even bites his tongue when doing magic tricks!”

"After so many years, Merlin still hasn't learned how to teach systematic knowledge. He only knows how to throw miscellaneous subject knowledge into your head like garbage, completely unaware that doing so is just holding you back!"

Throwing away Artoria's knowledge evaluation form, the young man completely lost the temperament that an assassin should have. He walked around the room anxiously, took Laetitia's water glass and drank it in one gulp, then sat slumped on the chair. .

"All subject knowledge is mixed together. In this case, how can I help you sort it out? It's over."

“Teaching failed.”

In an atmosphere that seemed like the eve of the country's demise, Arturia squatted in the corner in shame, while Leticia picked up the stupid evaluation form and scanned it at a glance, her little eyes gradually becoming confused.

Economics, political science, sociology, psychology, history, anthropology, geography, physics, chemistry, biology, mathematics, computer science, statistics, agriculture, animal husbandry, environmental science... She is still the first This is the first time I've seen someone write a short essay by filling in the subjects of their expertise.

"Is this the famous King Arthur... so scary."

She suddenly understood Shuo Yue's despair. This was a height that no one with a normal life span could reach in their lifetime. King Arthur himself was a walking encyclopedia. The crystallization of human knowledge, even if it leaked a little bit of knowledge, was a 'mortal' Unbearable weight.

"But, didn't Lady Joan of Arc say that Mordred was an artificial human created by the enchantress Morgan to replace King Arthur? Logically speaking, it should be at a level comparable to King Arthur..."

The girl's whisper fell into the ears of Shuo Yue and Artoria, and their eyes lit up in an instant.

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Coincidentally, Shakespeare, who was pulled by Amakusa through the magic image on the other side, also fell into a state of incompetent rage.

"Jesus, my old man! For God's sake, why don't you have more choices? Oh, I mean, Mordred, you can destroy a country, why are you so stupid when you start learning? It's so stupid. It’s incredible! Damn, it’s terrible, I swear I really think so!”

Facing Shakespeare's translator's accent that made people want to kick their butts with pointed leather boots, Mordred remained uncharacteristically silent. His blue eyes, which should have been as heroic as a lion's, were full of bright stars, spinning constantly, somewhat like It is a microcosm of the Milky Way, which makes people involuntarily fascinated when looking at it - to put it bluntly, it is like being stupid, commonly known as mosquito-repellent incense eyes.

In front of her, the "Encyclopedia Britannica" stayed on the second page, where humans had just evolved to the level of apes, echoing Xiao Mo's stupidity at this time.

Shakespeare pulled his hair, and Amakusa patted him on the shoulder. The two people were obviously on opposite sides, but when they looked at each other, they felt a sense of sympathy for each other, like a hero in his twilight years.

No wonder a well-known great writer and an enlightened saint was so helpless. Although with the help of Lion Tribulation, Mordred was willing to listen to the lecture, but——

Eyes: Well, I learned it!

Brain: No, you don’t.

So as soon as his eyes were closed and opened, the classroom education was over. Facing Shakespeare's classroom quiz, Mordred said cheerfully: I won't make it! The great writer was so angry that he vomited three liters of blood - if knowledge is the ocean, then Xiao Mo may be a freshwater fish, and there is something wrong with her species.

When I met her, Shakespeare and Amakusa didn't even think about it. I've seen stupid people, but I've never seen anyone as stupid as you. Show up in your studies with the tenacious spirit that you would stab your old father even if you die!

"I said, what are you so crazy about? If this little girl can't be taught, then just don't teach her." The empress crossed her shoulders and said impatiently, "What's the point of helping the enemy? We are here. waste time."

"No, Assassin, when things have reached this point, the reason is no longer important." Amakusa raised his forehead and smiled bitterly, "The main thing is that he wants to win."

"Yeah, well, this is our damn desire to win. It can be said that all men in the world are the same."

"Boring." The empress sneered, turned and left, "I'm leaving."

Before she finished speaking, she was grabbed by Amakusa. Under Semiramis' shocked gaze, the young priest pursed his lips and showed a somewhat aggrieved expression, "Can you help me?"

It was like the god of love bent his bow and arrow and shot the empress through the heart. The poison and conspiracy contained in it were all drained away, and what was left was the weakness that even he had almost forgotten.

"...There is really no other way, so let me help you...my slave (Master)."

"Oh, this is what is called, 'love has entered a person's heart and cannot be beaten or scolded away. Since it has entered your body, it will take over everything in you' - woo woo woo!"

Sabi, who was expressing his inspiration to the fullest, was finally punished. He covered his throat and was thrown out by the empress with a livid face. The lazy beauty in a black dress sat down and sat next to the white-haired saint.

"Let me see how stupid the little girl Red Saber is."

"You are the idiot, vicious woman!" Mordred woke up instantly and retorted. The empress was in a good mood and just smiled and said, "I have learned enough knowledge to rule the world in just a few years. Unlike some people, even basic encyclopedias are difficult to understand."

"I didn't! It's just because..."

Because my father is gone, Britain has long been dead. In this case, what is the point of my study?

Mordred fell into silence, but suddenly a magic light appeared in front of him. Two figures stepped out of the diamond-shaped space, holding a pile of thick test papers and books in their hands. In front of the stunned people, Shuoyue barely poked his head out.

"The transmission is deviated? Forget it, it doesn't matter, it will be delivered anyway."

With two "bangs", two stacks of books half a person's height fell in front of Mordred, like a small mountain, which made her eyes go straight. Shuoyue and Altria took a step back tacitly, clapped their hands, and sighed.

"...Shuoyue, what is this?" Across the projection, Tiancao looked at the familiar configuration and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Huh? Aren't you a saint from the Far East? Oh, yes, the year here is wrong, this method has not become popular yet..." Shuoyue muttered a few words, pulled the corner of his mouth, and showed Mordred a creepy smile.

"This is the so-called-sea of ​​questions tactics!"

The sea of ​​questions tactics, the magic weapon of teachers, the nightmare of students, is a quagmire of struggling, a hell of no return. Countless successful people recall their youthful days and will dig a huge pit for the next generation, looking forward to watching them fall into it and never return.

Tomorrow you will definitely thank yourself for working hard today. As long as you don't die from studying, study to death. Come on, Oli Ge!

Mordred was about to run away with his intuition, but he saw his hair flickering, and Altria came out from the pile of books, patting the desk with a bright smile.

"Look, look, Mordred, these are the "Nine Years of College Entrance Examination Five Years Simulation", "Langang Examination Questions Ten Years Complete", "Teaching and Learning: From Entry to Death" that I and Shuoyue bought for you from China thousands of miles away... With these, I will definitely teach you well!"

I will definitely teach you well!

I have never seen my father smile so brightly... Mordred stared at Altria with a smile on her face, and his tone softened unconsciously.

"Okay."

At this moment, Xiao Mo still didn't know what kind of horror he would face in the future. If he summed it up, it would be a sentence.

One night, a pen, a miracle, a corpse -

Correction, it's seven.